girlofprey

( Emmerdale )

I had a plan for this week. It was not to have a shower on Sunday, because it was far too cold in my flat, and when I woke up late on Monday it was to not go out and pay my rent and my water bill till the next day, and to stay in and have a shower and tidy up instead. So far I haven't done much of that. Although I have had a shower and the rent is paid, and I did a bit of tidying because the building underneath me had a leak through their ceiling and my landlords wanted to send the plumber round. It totally wasn’t me though. Hah.

What I have been doing is:

• Through Youtube investigations, confirmed my suspicion that the first/2006 Big Fat Quiz of the Year is the only one worth bothering with. Although the second one does have David Mitchell. The first one has the origin of "congratuwell done". That's almost perfection in itself.



• Reading brilliant Twilight parodies!



• Watching brilliant Robert Pattison Twilight interviews! (It takes a while to load, and isn't particularly brilliant till about 3 minutes in, but then it is QUITE brilliant). It almost as good as having read the books.



• Listening to my Woman and Woman Vol. 2 CDs I used to have and ripped to my computer. Walk On By! Love...Thy Will Be Done! I Don't Wanna Lose You! Why don't I have Cyndi Lauper albums? It's genius.

Tomorrow I'm going to try to pay my water bill again. And try to get them to pay me some Jobseeker's Allowance, still. And go to my agency and see if they have any work going. Because I sort of need a job at the moment. Soon-ish, really.

I haven't watched Heroes in two weeks. I've been sort of sucked in by the Devil's Whore and Casualty. They have - acting? Acting where you can tell what might happen sometimes from what people are doing and how they look at each other and stuff? And plotlines that make some sense? I'd forgotten about that a bit. I'm going to catch up with Heroes eventually. It might take some kind of Angela-Peter-Sylar taskforce. I'll probably catch up. At some point.

The Devil's Whore finishes tomorrow, I think. I think things I like will happen. I barely dare to hope. It's a shame though, because it broke up the week nicely. Ah well. I only have one more week left at work anyway.

Tonight on Emmerdale, Matthew convinced the fiancee whose father he secretly caused the death of to give him some money to keep his business afloat. Possibly he really was reluctant to ask, possibly he wanted to seem that way so she'd be more likely to give it to him. I love how awful he is. It's a bit great. It turns out he told Carl about the whole thing the day after her father died, and they sort of discussed it and the best way to handle a secret accidental murder. The King boys are a bit great. I may have mentioned that before. They remain that way.

( Past spoilers for tonight's Emmerdale )

Rah!

I have been at my parents and EVEN WORSE AT LJ THAN USUAL. Hello. Mostly television won at being itself, and my family weren't as horrendous as it all could have been. Quite good actually. Ten games of Lunar Jim are alright, really. And there was Yule Log, which always improves things, really.

Anyway. Telly. OMG. First there was ( Sold )

And then there was Emmerdale. Oh my God, Emmerdale. ( Emmerdale )

And then there was other stuff. Last Sunday there was randomly a Big Fat Quiz on about Channel 4, with Jack Dee and Richard Ayoade and David Mitchell, which was lovely. On Christmas Eve there was a Comedy Connections about Red Dwarf, and then the first ever episode, and Christmas At The Riviera, which featured Reece Shearsmith running around with beautiful glasses on. Then there was the Hudsucker Proxy, which I'd never seen all the way through before, and about which there seems to be no slash. They put the Lemony Snicket movie on as a Christmas movie, and Dustin Hoffman turned up in it. Then on Boxing Day there was The Old Curiousity Shop, and Bryan Dick randomly appeared in that too. Derek Jacobi tried to tell him that he was a wastrel and a scoundrel, and he was all "Excuse me, I think you'll find I have a hat and a cane". He wasn't in it very much, he was mostly just there to get Swiveller into the plot, and the I wasn't too taken with the rest of it, but it was lovely all the same. And yes. It was all quite good and beautiful.

The Hudsucker Proxy was mostly useful for putting off opening my presents, as mum had for some reason decided to work on Christmas Day. But it was fine anyway. My nephew Jack really enjoyed a lot of it, as you would expect, and we had a lot of fun. And now I am back at home in possession of Heroes Season 1, the first four series of Red Dwarf, a graphic novel of the Looking Glass Wars Volume 1: M. Hatter, the Hoosiers album, and a book about Angels. And some chocolate. I have to work tomorrow, which seems wrong, but then there's the rather lovely part that comes after Christmas, of trying to decide what to spend your Christmas money on. And checking Yuletide. And trying to catch up with your flist. Rah. I do have to go to bed for work though. Anyway, I hope you all had merry Christmasses, even if I didn't keep up with them. And I love you all. Merry Christmas.

( Emmerdale )

I went down to the shop to get some toilet paper and saw a man on the corner looking out into the road and talking to himself, and it looked like foaming at the mouth. So I told the police. Hopefully that wasn't the wrong thing to do. They took my address and telephone number so they'll probably be around to tell me how bad it is making up stories to the police later.

Tonight I have a plan to finally set up the portable DVD player dad bought me last year. Or watch Drop the Dead Donkey. Both are good.

I got a bill from my internet provider people today, for £173! Bearing in mind that I got a bill last month for the line installation fee, which was £116. And, y'know, I might even half wonder if it was my fault, if I was on Broadband too often and downloading too much, if I wasn't being charged £139 for the period '21/05/2007 to 21/05/2007'. With line rental of £8.47 for next month. I would have already called up to sort it out except, like every other fucking human being on the planet as far as I can tell, their helpline people only work from 8.30am to 5.30pm. Which means I'm going to have to do it at work tomorrow, either at lunchtime when it'll probably be really busy, or when I'm supposed to be working. Growl.

I'm not entirely impressed.

I was thinking of going to see a film tonight, but the one I want to see isn't on till 9.30. And I should probably be saving myself for Pirates on Friday anyway. I went to see Magicians on Saturday though - personally, I enjoyed it. Keep your eyes peeled, and you might even see a clip of Rachael's Town(tm) (current town). That's right folks, it wasn't Jersey.

There are still six drabbles up for grabs, if anyone wants them. Otherwise I'm gonna have to start doubling up. And also:


( Emmerdale )

That's right, I said it.